Two mothers to torment

CHAPTER NINE

The men gasped as the door opened. Adam and Clark were in robes. Imogene wore thigh length black boots with five-inch spiked heels, skin-tight black leather hot pants, a black leather vest that swung open the whole time to show her delicious tits, and a black cap. On her nipples were a pair of clamps, hanging almost like earrings.

"Keeps my pussy wet," she said to Adam as she screwed them tight and gasped with the delicious pain.

She strode through the crowd, heading for Donna, who sat on a table, weeping pitifully.

"Hey, bitch," said one of the men, blocking Imogene's path. "Bet you can't do it to me." He swung his own whip casually.

Imogene lashed her whip out, catching him across the chest. He roared and raised his arm, but already Imogene had her whip curling through the air and he yelled with pain as she pulled the whip out of his hand.

"Bitch!" he yelled and lunged for her.

Imogene lashed him to the floor, then pinned him with her heel, driving it hard into his back. Holding the whip high, she cut his body rapidly, beating his back and ass raw with hard strokes. He yelled and struggled, but he was subdued.

Imogene kicked him and he rolled, just in time to catch the whip right on his nuts. He screamed, his legs had drawn uptight as he clutched his balls.

"Come see me when you can take same pain!" Imogene snarled and walked off.

The men parted in awe before her as she strode up to Donna.

"Get those two," she said, pointing to Lana and Scarlette, who were trying to hide.

The girls screamed as they were hauled forward and strung up to Imogene's instructions, their hands bound, way over their heads, their feet lashed to bolts in the carpet, their legs spread wide.

"Mommy!" Lana wailed. "What are you doing!"

"Teaching you how things are going to be. Now, Donna we gotta talk – get face-down over that table, now. Bill!"

"Yes, yes!" Bill answered, rushing up, his cock thickening as ho gazed at Imogene. "Oooohh, fuck! Please, let me beat-off looking at you, you look unbelievable!"

"Later," Imogene said, leaning closer. "I want you to do a job for me. Can you keep your cock hard and fuck her for me?"

"OOOOH, yes!" he moaned. He bent at the waist and licked his tongue out, running it around the nipple clamps Imogene wore, his hand jerking his cock.

Imogene let him lick her clamped nipples for a minute or so, until his cock was really hard and panting with lust.

"NOW, go and stick that in her cunt! And hold her tits out when I tell you!"

"Yes, yes!" Bill sighed.

Donna waited submissively as Bill slid his stock into her cunt. She gave a moan and lowered her head to the table.

Imogene patted her hair and pulled her head up. "You're gonna come, bitch, when I tell you. Got that!"

"Please, Imogene, please!" Donna wept. "I can't take it!"

"Bullshit! You take what I say you take." She reached down and worked Donna's nipples, pulling at them as her dark-haired friend sobbed and rolled on the table. "If this doesn't work. I'm gonna whip you and Scarlette until you do come. So don't be a cunt."

Donna sobbed as Bill worked his cock into her cunt, stroking his hard shaft over her pussy walls.

"No, please!"

"Okay," Imogene said. "Haul her up, Bill."

"No, no!" Donna wept as Bill pulled her head up by her hair and held her there, her massive tits thrusting out, still red from the earlier beatings. "Oohh, please, Imogene!"

Imogene swung the whip, lashing it back and forth, whipping the tail into Donna's tits on one side, and Scarlette's on the other. Donna's little daughter screamed, but she was soon tossing in that wild lust that Imogene knew so well.

Donna screamed, her body heaving against the table.

"Come on, whore!" Imogene worked the nipple clamps on her tits as she lashed her friend.

"Ooooh God, no!" Donna screamed, watching her daughter tossing on the ropes.

Imogene changed the direction of her beating, lashing Scarlette between the legs, driving the whip-tail into her pussy. Scarlette screeched in horror and came, her body twisting to the demands of Imogene's whip.

Donna wailed, staring at her daughter and Imogene, unable to believe what was happening. But something was breaking loose in her. It was a woman whipping her, a woman in black leather, more vicious than any of the men.

"Noooo!" she screamed, sucking em's cock into her cunt.

"Heyyy!" Bill yelled. "Keep it up! You've got her!" He gazed adoringly as Imogene as she lashed the whip into Donna's aching tits.

"Come on, bitch!" Imogene yelled. "Come for me, or else!"

She lashed the whip around Donna's tits and her dark-haired friend suddenly broke. She lunged up, tossing on the table as her body exploded with lust.

"Come on, bitch!" Imogene screamed, seeing everything falling into place. "Confess, bitch! You're coming!"

Donna screamed, her body finally releasing, letting her orgasms surge out. "You cunt, I'm coming, bitch, bitch!"

She screamed and heaved, weeping helplessly ass he came, her body going wild on the table.

"Just needed a woman's touch," Imogene said as Adam came up.

Adam smiled. "When can you start?"

Imogene laughed and lashed her spasming friend while Bill yelled and released a stream of hot cum in her cunt.

"Well," she said, "I want to spend the rest of the weekend getting these three bitches in shape. Then we can start to organize."

"Shit," Adam replied, "you got it!"